His eyes darted around the room. It's like checking something isn't right. My gaze fell on the items on the table.

Key suddenly stood up, walked to the storage cupboard, looking for something. What do you think he's looking for? As it turned out, he came back with a lighter, a pastry knife, a plate and a small spoon in both hands. He put them all on the table near the cake box. Candle number twenty-seven burned brightly, Key walked slowly towards me while singing.

"Happy Birthday, Honey," he said softly in front of me.

I couldn't help but smile, expanding so wide that it revealed a row of beaming...